Da Dong and Taozi simply couldn't believe their eyes. What were they seeing?
Why could those ordinary-looking vines on the ground fly up on their own, spontaneously form a thick wall to block bullets—and most importantly, actually block them!
And the source of it all!
The two men turned their terrified gazes toward Su Qing.
Su Qing snorted, kicking away Da Dong, who was grabbing her leg, and sending him tumbling. Da Dong fell to the ground, stunned, and couldn't recover for a long moment.
"You... you... you know Demon Art!" Taozi finally found his voice. He looked at Su Qing in terror. With a twitch of his hand, he fired another bullet at her.
The next moment, not only was the bullet blocked, but even the gun in his hand was tightly wrapped in vines and flew toward Su Qing.
Then, he watched helplessly as the gun flew before Su Qing's eyes and suddenly vanished.
"Ah!" Taozi stared at his empty hands, then looked at Su Qing in terror. "You... just what are you?"
